"If you don’t have this child, then you don’t have it. We’re still young—we can always have another one. No matter what, I will only love you in this life."
A sob clawed its way up my throat. I begged him—pleaded for him to believe me—but he wasn’t listening. With a single wave of his hand, the doctor’s assistants dragged me away.
The cold metal of the hospital bed pressed against my back as I was forcibly strapped down.
"Don’t use anesthesia," Tristan ordered. "Perform the cesarean directly."
Terror gripped me.
I screamed. I thrashed. But I was powerless against them.
I felt everything.
The moment the scalpel sliced into my flesh, a white-hot pain ripped through me. Agony blurred my vision, but the true torment came when I saw them pull my baby from my body.
Too small. Too fragile. Too silent.
My child had no chance of survival.
A wretched cry tore from my lips as I reached out for him, but my arms were too weak. I could only watch, helpless, as his tiny body grew cold in the doctor’s hands.
The pain in my body was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
Tristan didn’t stay.
The moment they retrieved the umbilical cord blood, he left—rushing to Faye’s side without a second glance at me.
The only ones who remained were the doctors, stitching up my broken body.
As soon as the wound was sutured, I forced myself out of bed, biting back the pain that burned through me. With trembling hands, I left the divorce papers on the table—cold, final, and utterly irreversible. Then, cradling my lifeless child in my arms, I walked away without looking back.
At the airport, I erased every trace of the Sinclair Family from my life. One by one, I deleted and blocked their contact information. Then, in one swift motion, I yanked out my phone card and tossed it into the trash, severing the last thread that tied me to them.
Tristan, in this lifetime, you will never find me again.
Meanwhile, in the hospital ward, Tristan was still by Faye’s side, fussing over her every need. Yet, a sudden, sharp ache clenched his heart. A strange emptiness settled deep within him, a gnawing void that left him restless.
For a fleeting moment, Eliza’s face flashed in his mind. He couldn’t understand why, but an unbearable sense of loss crept over him. And for the first time, he felt as though something—someone—had slipped away forever.